rochellameep
I was born on September 3rd. I didn't cry, or whine, or do anything. No one knew whats wrong with me. My parents thought it was some sort of phase. But it wasn't. It was something I was going to stick with for the rest of my life maybe. They think I have kind of disease that makes me speechless. But the truth is, it's my decision. I CHOOSE not to speak, don't ask me why. Maybe I don't want to be part in whatever people are saying, or I just don't FEEL like it. I'm still smart, even though no one knows it. I'm just like any ordinary teenager. Without words.